Greetings to all the readers of the site, this time I will not do the usual review of places and places but I would like to tell the journey; the reason lies in the fact that there are no relevant news with respect to what has already been told in my previous post on the Canaries. As a matter of priority, I will begin by writing the day part, the one that interests all modern naturist couples who love to experience nudity together with the salt of transgression, voyeurism and exhibitionism, consistent with the possibilities. offered by the location. Among the very famous dunes of Maspalomas you can fully experience naturism understood as fun and not self-injurious practice linked to the rules of having to be hetero-imposed by a philosophy of life of only some; however, you have to deal with the weather. If the weather is not at its best, in fact, the dualism of behavior between the sea shore and the dunes can affect the quality of the environment and its receptivity to the evolved naturist model. In fact, the typical wind of the island can often force couples who are having fun at kiosk 4 between winking glances, spreading daring sun creams, prolonged and detailed cleaning from sand and naughty "openings", to have to retreat towards the large dune space behind where there is a large and annoying array of subjects that make up the local fauna. Everyone defines the Canary Islands as a continent in miniature, and as such, it too has flora and, precisely, fauna.
The dune-goers can be divided into categories in ascending order of class, but all characterized by intrusiveness, harassment, rudeness: the worst is that of the "untouchables", they are usually characterized by minimal but filthy clothing, sweat-soaked t-shirts that hardly cover with a voluminous belly, a hat with a yellow edge of wear, Chinese glasses of the fourth order, but above all heavy wallera (for those who do not know what it is, you can turn to the Neapolitan - Italian vocabulary); the untouchables share with the following category of "wankers" the passion for self-eroticism but generally season it with the permanent dripping of their microscopic male attribute which at the topical moment shows clear erection difficulties. The “wankers” go around naked in the dunes with the bird in hand, masturbating with systematic but different frenzy depending on who they meet on the road, doing it nonetheless without stopping; if they find the couple they place themselves as close as possible and start with a crescendo of intensity and some people manage to have more than one orgasm a day. A speech in itself deserves the "tanned"; they live in the dunes (maybe they go home just to sleep), they pack with others of their own race, chatting about the adventures of the dunes they know inside out, corner by corner. They are always pissed off as they consider the other dune dwellers to be invaders of their territory and have to undergo this invasion without being able to replicate as they would like; they don't know what a moment of relaxation is, they work 24 hours a day. The almost unpleasant heavy tan that characterizes them is generally accompanied by the drying of the skin and the heaviness of the gravity on the soft tissues that make them real monsters aesthetically speaking, the only thing that generally saves them is a bird of acceptable size. and often working but just seeing them around conveys tension, their perpetual motion and seriousness, anxiety. The fauna of the dunes also includes "tourists": very recognizable because they travel dressed, always with beach shorts and often also with a T-shirt. They are there only to understand if what they have read on the web is true, if the phantom orgies of the dunes really exist; it is also easy to have discussions with them, because they import a textile pattern on the dunes and understand absolutely nothing of what is happening to them.
The category of "hunters" represents the highest level of dune evolution: they are boys or men of normal and sometimes even pleasant appearance, some South American or black, who leave girlfriends and wives at home to go in search of quick and easy sex . Easily recognizable by the distance from the physical point of view with the rest of the ecosystem and by the speed with which they move away from the territory once consumed; the genre of the hunter is subject to a certain turnover because they are often invited to parties in the sand and with equal speed they disengage themselves to make way for the next hunter. The real problem of the hunters, among which I ascribe for the period in question, is the prey. The hunter of gazelles, antelopes and mares can be forgotten about making loot, there you can find elephants, hippos, giraffes and sometimes some jaguar mother who deserves the bullet, but they are a rarity and, above all, you must arrive before the other inhabitants of the ecosystem have made him flee.
As I said at the beginning, for a naturist couple of ours being close to this human variety translates into a sense of discouragement and helplessness as there is no way to avoid them, you have to bear them but you have to live the day absolutely sexual abstinence, because if at least they perceive that you are going to have even a little fun, they will ruin everything with a heavy, harassing, intrusive presence without any celebrality, imposing a gangabangaro model from without that to us modern naturists, celebrating them, shrewd, sensitive and playful is truly pain and compassion.
We come to the evening, no less important for the modern naturist who loves having fun as a couple with nice restaurants, clubs, clubs for swingers and anything else that life can offer pleasant in a context of joy, making the small hours between alcohol and sex. The situation of the island has been affected by the crisis, certain points of reference that I have already told you about no longer exist, first of all the legendary Pascha who is increasingly empty, requiring you to contact the bars of the Cita or the deprived ones. On this side we have an important new entry: Club Eternity at the Nilo shopping center, highly recommended for the modern couple and it was the place that made me turn my holiday, even if the real Easter gift came from a smile at kiosk 4 who took me with my body and mind to nearby Tenerife ... what an angel !!! Returning to my feet on the ground I told you about Eternity, in the meantime they have achieved what I have been supporting for some time on the control of singles, they accept a maximum of three per evening on the weekend and making it within the maximum number is not easy. I was initially rejected as a supernumerary but here Jose 'materialize, the trav who manages the place with his partner who took the classic love at first sight towards me and invited me for three days in the place ... Guys what a fairytale !!!! The characteristic of the deprived for tourists that there are in Maspalomas (those of the Cita and La Sandia to be clear) is the ugliness of the couples who frequent them, whose idea you can make a reason already from the first after dinner by going to the Come Back Bar: practically semi-trumpetable.
On the other hand, Spanish couples go to Eternity, young and old but generally pretty, even if with the main Iberian characteristics… or characterized by a couple model built on the male; in fact, libertine Spanish couples make a very strong cultural leap, both he and she. The current model of the macho means that the respect in the couple is total on the part of the woman who often, however, reserves only him some special attention (such as penetration); for his part the male to get to give up a considerable share of his macho ego makes a really important effort, so dear individuals, take a pen and paper since we speak the same language it would be appropriate and more dignified to try to act following simple rules: firstly cut your hands, the Olympus-style hand on ass approach should not only be avoided but could be heavily sanctioned as the individual is generally accepted but viewed very badly, the approach must be very very soft and I don't say respectful but very respectful of her (obviously) but also and above all of him who, generally, does not like to talk to the individual having abdicated his prerogatives as a male towards another man. You have to act with caution but the final result is of maximum satisfaction, because they make you feel very good, and are able to replace what remains the prerogative of the husband with really pleasant attention (rimming in Spain I think is a rather widespread practice. ). Then there are the singles, who are real (even on the beach) and then we have to adapt. Even if I don't like singles in Italians, a country that you go to, a custom you find and consequently I chose flexibility: if you have tact and good taste you can "get engaged" with one for the whole evening and have fun with the others present too, since they all know each other: I personally enjoyed the favors of three of them (all together) for the entire Holy Saturday ..... causing no little envy among the others present, couples and individuals. Of course, the single Spagnola is not the pussy of Saturday night at the Bolero who, even if a little wooden, is on a higher level; she is still a young and well-dressed woman, single by choice not out of desperation (like most of the Italian ones) and sexually attenuates the dominant approach, very evident in women of the species, but still tends to keep it if you do not behave like " macho ".